Fed up

Am tired,
Tired of the lies,
Tired of the world,
Tired of the cries
And of being told,
What to do,
What to think,
How to behave,
How to be a slave.

I want to get out
But here’s no way
Feeling trapped like Jonas
In the stomachaches of a whale.
Maybe this is just a phase
Maybe the happy ending delays
Or maybe it’s all fake
And we just have to wait.

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Published by Mesca

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